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510 pages, Hardcover
First published November 6, 2018
“Remember, Spensa. You get to choose who you are. Legacy, memories of the past, can serve us well. But we cannot let them define us. When heritage becomes a box instead of an inspiration, it has gone too far.”
“Sometimes, the answers we need don’t match the questions we’re asking.” He looked up at me. “And sometimes, the coward makes fools of wiser men.”
“You get to choose who you are. Legacy, memories of the past, can serve us well. But we cannot let them define us. When heritage becomes a box instead of an inspiration, it has gone too far.”
“People need stories, child. They bring us hope, and that hope is real.”
“It turns out that strange little girls grow up to be strange young women.”
“Claim the stars, Spensa.”
"It has always seemed to me that a coward is a person who cares more about what people say than about what is right. Bravery isn't about what people call you, Spensa. It's about who you know yourself to be."
"People need stories, child. They bring us hope, and that hope is real. If that's the case, what does it matter whether people in them actually lived?"
“It has always seemed to me that a coward is a person who cares more about what people say than about what is right. Bravery isn't about what people call you, Spensa. It's about who you know yourself to be.”
“You get to choose who you are. Legacy, memories of the past, can serve us well. But we cannot let them define us. When heritage becomes a box instead of an inspiration, it has gone too far.”
“People need stories, child. They bring us hope, and that hope is real. If that's the case, what does it matter whether people in them actually lived?”
“And the warrior’s way was not to run from failure, but to own up to it and do better.”
“And yet, when you fly, you are amazing. You’re so determined, so skillful, so passionate. You’re a fire, Spin. When everyone else is calm, you’re a burning bonfire. Beautiful, like a newly forged blade.”
“We must not cower in the dark because we’re afraid of the spark within us. The answer is not to put out the spark, but to learn to control it.”
And the warrior’s way was not to run from failure, but to own up to it and do better.
“People need stories, child. They bring us hope, and that hope is real. If that's the case, what does it matter whether people in them actually lived?”
“It has always seemed to me that a coward is a person who cares more about what people say than about what is right. Bravery isn't about what people call you, Spensa. It's about who you know yourself to be.”
"My confidence was that of a person who knew. Nobody could ever again convince me I was a coward. It didn't matter what anyone said, anyone thought, or anyone claimed. I knew what I was."
"The soup tasted better than the blood of my enemies."
“Sometimes, the answers we need don't match the questions we're asking. And sometimes, the coward makes fools of wiser men.”
“When this is done, Jerkface, I will hold your tarnished and melted pin up as my trophy as your smoldering ship marks your pyre, and the final resting place of your crushed and broken corpse!"
- ive only read two other books by him, so i might not know him as an author yet.and i think its the last point that is really bothering me. even with my limited experience with sandersons stories, i can tell that he has such an imagination and really excels at creating new and exciting worlds. but ‘skyward’ is honestly nothing that i havent read before. and for it to lack that originality and uniqueness i have come to expect from him, its leaving me a little disappointed.
- this is my first time reading a YA/sci-fi book of his, so maybe im just not used to it.
- this story feels like plenty of other books i have read before, some of which do this type of story better.
“Not that I require affirmation of any sort, as my emotions are mere simulations … but you are listening to me, right?”The characters in Skyward are, for the most part, familiar types, but they’re still engaging, not to mention quite diverse in their internal and external makeups. Not just Spensa but several of her classmates grow and change significantly through their experiences. The plot is enjoyable, if somewhat predictable, but a few twists toward the end shed a surprising new light on several characters, as well as the ongoing wars with the Krell.
“I’m listening,” I said. “I’m just thinking.”
“That is good. I should not like to be maintained by one who lacks brain functions.”
“Gali, el problema no es que vayas a estar mal preparado para lo que elijas. El problema es el mismo que ha sido siempre: que, sencillamente, eres demasiado bueno en demasiadas cosas distintas.” —Spensa.
“Me recuerdas a alguien que he olvidado” —M-Bot.
“That music the water makes,” she said. “Isn’t it the most wonderful sound ever?”
“The most wonderful sound ever is the lamentations of my enemies, screaming my name toward the heavens with ragged, dying voices.”
“Is my father why I’m such a mess of anger, bravado, and temper? Is the fact that they call him a coward the reason I walk around with my sword in hand, screaming that I’ll make a pile of everyone’s skulls, then stand on that to help me behead the people who were too tall for me to reach?”
Kimmalyn smiled fondly.
“Bless my stars?” I asked her.
“Every single one of them, Spensa. Every single bouncing star.”
"You have large twin destructor emitters on each wing, along with a light-lance turret underneath. That’s as much firepower as our larger ships. You’re a warship.”
“Clearly not,” M-Bot said. “I’m here to categorize fungi. Didn’t you listen to my last orders? I am not supposed to get into fights.”
“Then why do you have guns?”
“For shooting large and dangerous beasts who might be threatening my fungus specimens,” M-Bot said. “Obviously.”
“You get to choose who you are. Legacy, memories of the past, can serve us well. But we cannot let them define us. When heritage becomes a box instead of an inspiration, it has gone too far.”
I was a warrior, as Gran-Gran had taught me. And the warrior's way was not to run from failure, but to own up to it and do better.